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November 10, 2008
For some life is very long. Time doesn’t fly or pass in the blink of an eye but tumbles through the hour-glass grain by interminable grain. Each second is noted and experienced fully and in isolation – any number of choices ruminated upon and discarded in despair. Whole other lives are glimpsed within the parting lashes of a blink and forgotten just as quickly. Trapped in cycles of misery and melancholy, anomie and agony. The nihilist need never fear the never-ending drudgery, but revel in the joy that lies beyond all this vulgarity. Eternity makes a mockery out of mortal maladies.